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Night Star turned to meet her furious gaze, and his indifferent expression finally showed some change.
"Don't think that just because you’re silent, this matter will pass! I am a woman, how can you treat me so unfairly!" Her resentful tone seemed as if she could devour him whole with just her words.
"Did you not understand my obvious actions just now? Do I need to do it again?" Night Star fixed his cold eyes on her, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world, with a hint of confusion.
The words she wanted to say were suddenly stuck in her throat, unable to come out, and she could only stare at him wide-eyed.
The man leaned in once more, the indifference in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a hint of amusement. "Or do you wish for me to do that?"
However, before he could get closer, she pushed him back. "Wait! What did you mean by what you just said? What do you mean by saying that what you did just now is what you think in your heart?"
She remained stunned, unable to regain her senses, feeling a buzzing in her head that made it impossible to think.
With his hands behind his back, the man observed her expression. His face grew increasingly inscrutable, yet he said nothing and simply continued to watch her.
After a while of being dazed, she slowly began to react, furrowing her brows tighter. Suddenly looking up at him, she uncertainly asked, "Do you mean to say that you have feelings for me?"
This sentence exploded in her mind like thunder; the word "like" echoed like a spell, swirling around endlessly and refusing to fade away.
Not receiving an answer from Night Star, she raised her voice again. "You actually like me? Why would you like me!" Her tone was noticeably more agitated, even drowning out the distant melodies in the silent corner.
Realizing her volume, she instinctively lowered it, hesitantly glancing around as if afraid of being discovered.
But he still did not respond, merely gazing at her intently.
Unable to hold back any longer, she stepped forward and struck his chest forcefully. "Why don't you say something? You’re acting like a wooden block! Are you really made of wood?!"
After a few hits that didn’t relieve her frustration, she suddenly thought about kicking him! But he once again wrapped his arms around her, the strength of his hold leaving her no room to struggle.
With her head pressed against his chest, she could hear the strong beat of his heart, each thump resonating with boundless vitality. The thin fabric of her clothing felt the heat radiating from his solid palm, providing her with a touch of warmth in the coolness of early summer.
She couldn’t quite remember how many times he had given her this warmth; it felt as if she had grown accustomed to it, so much so that she didn’t even notice any discomfort.
"I don’t know if this is what liking someone feels like, but I just want you by my side. Seeing the Emperor look at you like that makes me feel uncomfortable!"
Such words were equivalent to a confession! Her face instantly flushed from her ears to her cheeks, and she felt a wave of heat wash over her. Having lived two lives, she had never experienced such a wonderful feeling before. Was this what it felt like to be confessed to?
"You..."
"Will you stay by my side like this?"
She had never imagined that the person she always referred to as a wooden block could utter such romantic words, leaving her momentarily speechless and her heart racing like a startled deer.
Her mind felt hazy; although she clearly heard every word he said, it took her a long time to process their meaning.
It was indeed an obvious confession, but why did she feel something was off?
Listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beside her, her previously restless heart gradually calmed down. They held each other like this, and in that moment, she pondered many things.
Having crossed over from modern times and borrowed another's body to live in this life, who knew how long she could stay here?
If they were together, she couldn’t see what the future held for them. Could they still be together under such uncertainty? With countless tangled thoughts in her heart, she unconsciously wrapped her arms around his waist but slowly pushed him away.
Night Star's body stiffened noticeably, clearly not expecting such a response after showing her goodwill.
As she slowly stepped away from Night Star's embrace, a distance formed between them. With her eyes slightly lowered, he could not see the expression on her face from his angle.
"Give me some time, okay? I can't accept this sudden change," she ultimately chose to refuse.
"Why?" He wanted to step forward again but was blocked by her outstretched hand, confusion filling his eyes.
"I... I haven't thought it through yet. Can you give me some time to consider?" Her slightly pleading tone softened his cold heart considerably.
"Besides, this is so sudden. I'm human too; I'm an emotional being. I can't just agree right away! Moreover, even if I did agree, what about Old Madam? Would she agree?"
Each word from the woman laid all the issues bare before him. Old Madam was indeed a problem and a difficult one at that!
Night Star's emotions, which were on the verge of exploding, instantly calmed down. His brows furrowed like hers; these questions truly gave him a headache, yet they had to be resolved.
"You see, we have so many problems between us. How can we just say we are together? Give me time to think, and also give yourself time to consider whether your decision is right."
Her words brought him back to calmness. After a moment of silence, disregarding her resistance, he still pulled her hand and turned towards Liuli Hall.
Watching his back, with her wrist tightly grasped, she could feel Night Star's strength. Yet inside her heart, she felt delighted. After this encounter, she finally understood his feelings.
Halfway there, the man suddenly turned his head and said in a deep voice, "No matter what your decision is, my decision will never change!"
His promise-like words captured her heart instantly. The image of the man in her mind grew taller and more imposing; how could she not be captivated by him?
Silently following behind him, she felt completely at ease without a trace of fear. Perhaps this was what it felt like to be protected by someone. The expression on her face was something he could not see at all.
Their departure from their seats had already attracted the attention of those around them, and Li Ye's gaze was fixed on the empty seats. After waiting for a long time, he still did not see the two return.
No one could have imagined that when they finally reappeared, they were holding hands. The woman's expression clearly indicated that the atmosphere between them had changed.
The shy demeanor was a stark contrast to the girl they had seen before, and while the ministers could see this change, how could the Emperor not notice?
His face darkened instantly, but he could only endure in silence. Even Little Li, standing beside him, sensed his displeasure.
The ministers watching the couple's return began to whisper among themselves, commenting on how the Night General had truly changed for a woman. The man who used to be stern and unsmiling was now holding a woman's hand.
Minister of Rites Qin Fan was the first to speak up, a broad smile on his face as he approached the man with a wine cup in hand. He teased, "Night General, I never expected that one day you would be so charming, accompanied by a lady!"
After saying this, his teasing gaze shifted to the woman, filled with curiosity.
This look made her feel very uncomfortable; she instinctively wanted to avoid it. Night Star stepped forward, clearly positioning himself in front of her as a protective gesture.
Seeing this action, Qin Fan's smile grew even wider. "Oh my, look at our Night General! Now he even cares for his delicate lady. This truly is the strangest thing in the world!"
Such loud commotion immediately drew many eyes toward them, and the whispers among the ministers grew louder, even catching the Emperor's attention.
"Lord Qin, you must have had too much to drink today. If that's the case, let your servants take care of you properly and stop causing a scene here."
His eyes were filled with an unchanging coldness, as frigid as ice. That icy gaze made Qin Fan feel as if he were suffocating.
Qin Fan's expression stiffened. Although he had no direct ties to Night Star, he was part of the Chancellor's faction, and the Chancellor was his uncle.
Given this relationship, out of respect for their connection, he should not have said something that would embarrass him in front of everyone!
"Night General, I am a rough person and never speak any formalities. If my words have upset you, just tell me directly instead of beating around the bush."
Qin Fan slammed his cup down heavily, his dissatisfaction immediately evident on his face, and his stubbled chin made him look particularly fierce at that moment.
As the atmosphere between the two grew increasingly tense, even the continuous music could not mask the brewing emotions. Mo Xier sensed that today's situation was turning unfavorable.
She stepped forward to mediate with Night Star, saying, "Forget it, peace is paramount. This is just banter between colleagues; why take it so seriously?"
His deep gaze met her glistening eyes, and his tone was unwavering as he replied, "What he said about you is unacceptable!"
With such determination, even his aura began to shift. An invisible pressure filled the room, causing everyone present to fall silent and merely watch with their eyes.
Noticing the commotion, the Emperor seated above could no longer remain passive and walked over.
"What is happening here? Why is there such unrest?" As soon as the Emperor spoke, everyone obediently parted to make way, slightly bowing to show their respect.
"In response to Your Majesty, it is nothing serious. This gentleman merely had a disagreement with Night General. Please rest assured, they will reconcile shortly."
She struggled to adjust her facial expression, forcing a smile that seemed somewhat strained as she explained what had transpired.
Clearly, her explanation was in vain; the atmosphere did not ease but instead grew even more rigid!
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